***Author's Note*** I don't own Dragonlance (though how much would it cost to buy it??? Oh Rastlin!!). This is a spin-off. It only has a little bit of Dragonlance in it (and only for the Crysania fans!). I wanted this in the Dragonlance section because it does have a lot of the same storyline as the first books, even though it won't really show through until I really get into the story. Please feel free to R&R (constructive comments only, please); it'd make my day if you did! If you're a poetry fan, find me on fictionpress.net. Well, hope you like my story and everything. Thanks for reading!
It was a perfect day for walking. The sun shone down on the downtrodden path; the breeze skipped merrily through the trees. Even the water thought the day was perfect, for it slowly meandered towards the Forest of Telhin.
'I wish I'd left earlier,' a fair-skinned maiden thought. 'Just to have a picnic in the Forest.. with Aqui. He'd love it...' She sighed softly and touched her breastbone, the necklace that her love gave her tucked in safely beneath her gown.
Her golden blonde hair shimmered, reflecting the sun's beams so well that her people swore the sun dimmed the day she blessed the land of Fanelia. A beautiful white gown with flecks of pale pink graced the magnificent body; so well-defined its curves. Her burgundy cape, defining the Fanelian magi, flowing over her shoulders, held together by a silver broach at the base of her neck.
The maiden magi walked gracefully along the path, nodding and smiling to the familiar animals that bowed their usual morning greetings. As a young afrindir (deer-like animal) bowed his greetings and well-wishes, a dark figure landed with a loud thump behind the young woman. She closed her eyes and smiled, nodding to the afrindir who seemed to have not heard the creature.
"Seimairin, you really ought to calm yourself down. Mother'll through another fit when she finds out you chased me to Teinin again." The blonde teased.
The dark figure threw back the hood of her midnight blue cloak to reveal another fair-skinned young woman. Shaking her head, her raven hair fell down around her shoulders, hiding the facial features of the second maiden. She grinned innocently. "Forgive me, High Princess Myrai Alundiel, but I thought I was allowed to chase after my sunlit shadow." Seimairin mocked her sister's elegance and sun-streaked blonde hair.
"You know, I thought age came with maturity. Mother always said you took after father on that one. I mean honestly, after fifty-seven centuries you'd think he'd be mature." Myrai grinned nobly. She knew she had won this round.
Seimairin grunted and folded her arms. "Blame Aquilin for all this. He sent me. Said something like..'Tell Mi that if she wanders off like this again, I'll tie her to the bedposts until our wedding day!'" It was Seimairin's turn to gloat. She had never envied her twin. Being the eldest daughter of the King and Queen of Fanelia, Myrai traveled every morning to a secret temple to train and meditate, as her mother before her. Myrai's mother, Queen Amarieli, was known as the short-tempered Fanelian blue mage. It was Myrai's duty as High Princess and Elemental red mage to train and study like her mother. For she was the future ruler of Fanelia.
'Nope. I'd hate to be her. Clueless avrindel (boyfriend), High Princess... I'd die of boredom. Roaming the woods for eternity. That's me." Seimairin mused.
Myrai frowned upon her twin's most rude behavior... and horrible appearance. Reaching into the silken tote she carried, Myrai searched for her spellbook. Carefully, she removed the invisible, ancient text from its resting place.
"Let's see..." She muttered beneath her breath.
Seimairin watched Myrai silently, thinking that her sister had at last gone insane. Watching Mi, Seimairin's curiosity got the better of her.
"Mi... um.. what exactly are you looking for?" She leaned over the edge of her sister's hands, searching for the text that Myrai's eyes scanned.
Myrai glanced up at her sister and smiled innocently. "This, Seimairinia." She closed the book and quickly placed it back in her pouch. Looking her sister directly in the eye, she muttered a spell.
"Aminin vestruitail, senti shalan ext aund itoriminum."
Seimairin's place body flashed silver for a few seconds, engulfing the small, dirtied frame, cleansing and clothing her properly.
Sei glared at her sister. "Miranalei..." She whimpered and tugged unhappily at the silver gown which adorned her body; sighed as she felt the gentle breeze upon the nape of her neck. She glanced down at her waist and smirked. 'At least she didn't exchange my Caladin for one of her silly spellbooks.' Her mind scolded her for calling Myrai's spellbooks silly. She knew she should have more respect for the magi.
"Tell Aqui I had... some business to attend to." She didn't like lying or hiding things from her future husband. 'But,' she told herself,'It was something that must be done.'
"Fine." Seimairin replied, patting the mage gently on the shoulder. "It'll be okay, Mi. He'll understand." Sei smiled bravely for her sister. She knew it was hard, but, it was Myrai's duty. Sei would protect her sister from the seen. She just hoped that Mi was strong enough to battle the unseen by herself. And with her mission completed, Sei bade her sister farewell.
Myrai watched her sister skip happily through the woods. "So carefree, so..." 'Innocent?' Her mind questioned. Mi sighed sadly, continuing her walk through the Forest of Telhin to the secret Temple of Malodin. 'Ryiana is going to be so mad at me for being late again. I'm going to have to scold Sei when I return this evening.' And so she left her thoughts to themselves, wandering laden with worries and cares down the path.
It was a perfect day for walking. The sun shone down on the downtrodden path; the breeze skipped merrily through the trees. Even the water thought the day was perfect, for it slowly meandered towards the Forest of Telhin.
'I wish I'd left earlier,' a fair-skinned maiden thought. 'Just to have a picnic in the Forest.. with Aqui. He'd love it...' She sighed softly and touched her breastbone, the necklace that her love gave her tucked in safely beneath her gown.
Her golden blonde hair shimmered, reflecting the sun's beams so well that her people swore the sun dimmed the day she blessed the land of Fanelia. A beautiful white gown with flecks of pale pink graced the magnificent body; so well-defined its curves. Her burgundy cape, defining the Fanelian magi, flowing over her shoulders, held together by a silver broach at the base of her neck.
The maiden magi walked gracefully along the path, nodding and smiling to the familiar animals that bowed their usual morning greetings. As a young afrindir (deer-like animal) bowed his greetings and well-wishes, a dark figure landed with a loud thump behind the young woman. She closed her eyes and smiled, nodding to the afrindir who seemed to have not heard the creature.
"Seimairin, you really ought to calm yourself down. Mother'll through another fit when she finds out you chased me to Teinin again." The blonde teased.
The dark figure threw back the hood of her midnight blue cloak to reveal another fair-skinned young woman. Shaking her head, her raven hair fell down around her shoulders, hiding the facial features of the second maiden. She grinned innocently. "Forgive me, High Princess Myrai Alundiel, but I thought I was allowed to chase after my sunlit shadow." Seimairin mocked her sister's elegance and sun-streaked blonde hair.
"You know, I thought age came with maturity. Mother always said you took after father on that one. I mean honestly, after fifty-seven centuries you'd think he'd be mature." Myrai grinned nobly. She knew she had won this round.
Seimairin grunted and folded her arms. "Blame Aquilin for all this. He sent me. Said something like..'Tell Mi that if she wanders off like this again, I'll tie her to the bedposts until our wedding day!'" It was Seimairin's turn to gloat. She had never envied her twin. Being the eldest daughter of the King and Queen of Fanelia, Myrai traveled every morning to a secret temple to train and meditate, as her mother before her. Myrai's mother, Queen Amarieli, was known as the short-tempered Fanelian blue mage. It was Myrai's duty as High Princess and Elemental red mage to train and study like her mother. For she was the future ruler of Fanelia.
'Nope. I'd hate to be her. Clueless avrindel (boyfriend), High Princess... I'd die of boredom. Roaming the woods for eternity. That's me." Seimairin mused.
Myrai frowned upon her twin's most rude behavior... and horrible appearance. Reaching into the silken tote she carried, Myrai searched for her spellbook. Carefully, she removed the invisible, ancient text from its resting place.
"Let's see..." She muttered beneath her breath.
Seimairin watched Myrai silently, thinking that her sister had at last gone insane. Watching Mi, Seimairin's curiosity got the better of her.
"Mi... um.. what exactly are you looking for?" She leaned over the edge of her sister's hands, searching for the text that Myrai's eyes scanned.
Myrai glanced up at her sister and smiled innocently. "This, Seimairinia." She closed the book and quickly placed it back in her pouch. Looking her sister directly in the eye, she muttered a spell.
"Aminin vestruitail, senti shalan ext aund itoriminum."
Seimairin's place body flashed silver for a few seconds, engulfing the small, dirtied frame, cleansing and clothing her properly.
Sei glared at her sister. "Miranalei..." She whimpered and tugged unhappily at the silver gown which adorned her body; sighed as she felt the gentle breeze upon the nape of her neck. She glanced down at her waist and smirked. 'At least she didn't exchange my Caladin for one of her silly spellbooks.' Her mind scolded her for calling Myrai's spellbooks silly. She knew she should have more respect for the magi.
"Tell Aqui I had... some business to attend to." She didn't like lying or hiding things from her future husband. 'But,' she told herself,'It was something that must be done.'
"Fine." Seimairin replied, patting the mage gently on the shoulder. "It'll be okay, Mi. He'll understand." Sei smiled bravely for her sister. She knew it was hard, but, it was Myrai's duty. Sei would protect her sister from the seen. She just hoped that Mi was strong enough to battle the unseen by herself. And with her mission completed, Sei bade her sister farewell.
Myrai watched her sister skip happily through the woods. "So carefree, so..." 'Innocent?' Her mind questioned. Mi sighed sadly, continuing her walk through the Forest of Telhin to the secret Temple of Malodin. 'Ryiana is going to be so mad at me for being late again. I'm going to have to scold Sei when I return this evening.' And so she left her thoughts to themselves, wandering laden with worries and cares down the path.